The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1887-12-30
CHAPTER IT.


Hampton entered a room, where a
handsome girl sat musing.
"Well," she said, looking up with
flashing eyes.
1--WE returned" he replied, sitting
down.
What did you do?"
Bought two hundred plows from
him. Ella. he'd make any man en-
thusiastic. He"
rs it possible that you have had a
business transaction with man who
has grossly insulted me? Oh, Nor
wood" She burst into tears and
sprang to her feet. '.As my father is
dead, and my own brother is no longer
man. must be my own avenger. L
will call on him; l will cowhide him as
he deserves to be All the Hampton
spirit is not dead p
She took down a riding whip, turned
to her brother. and said:
Gam | to 60 alone?"
eff you go, yes"
Don't you feel like whipped cur,
Norwood"
mo, can't say that l do
"Merciful heavens! is it possible that
you are laughing at me? I am ashamed
of you; l hate you; I" She rushed
from the room.
There came nervous tapping at
Higglegag's door.
Come in"
Miss Hampton entered.
"Ah, you are the young lady I saw
this morning. Sit down"
81 have come, sir"
eyes, I see. Your brother was here
just now, and am greatly indebted to
him. These temporary fits of melan-
choly are awful. All about a girl
beautiful creature; dead now. Oh,
how [ loved her! Last time / saw her
she was looking back at me. Horse
ran away with her and killed her. You
have come to whip me? Well, well; SO
be it. Oh, Dora Clyde, Dora Clyde,
did I think-sit down please. Pay no
attention to my rambling remarks. To
die-to die of love! There, put your
whip down. In the night strange
whisperings come to me-a breath
warm with love; but the icy morning
breaks, and see the frost's fantastic
dance-marks on the window pane.
We're Won ever in 1ovapb
81 fear, sir, that I have wronged
you," said Miss Hampton. Il did not
know that you were suffering. You
must pardon me. Good bye"
When Miss Hampton returned home,
her brother, who was still sitting in
the room, looked up and said:
"Well"
"Why, Norwood, that poor man is
grieving himself to death about girl
that was killed.
Hampton roared.
"He is, just as sure as you live. ]
never saw such melancholy in human
BEINGS eyes"
''And never saw such business
ooh, you are mistaken. Perhaps he
talked to you of plows because he saw
the girl on a horse-not exactly that,
but probably he did not know what he
was saying"
"Why, we made an extensive trade,
and, by the way, he told me to offer
you his apologies, y
"Why didn't you tell me. If you
had told me I wouldn't have gone to
see him. You ought to be ashamed of
YOURSELF
81 rather like him, Ella, and I'll tell
you what we'll do. Well invite him
to supper tomorrow evening"
Il don't know about that. 1t
wouldn't seem exactly right, would
it?''
81 think so. The whole affair has
been so ridiculous that any thing
would be appropriate now"
The next morning Higglegag called
on Hampton at the store; and, when
invited to supper, heartily agreed to
come.
Hampton and his sister lived alone
in an old red brick house, almost COW
cred with vines. There were many
shrubs in the yard; and, along the
paths, romance strolled hand in hand
with quiet fancy
When they sat down to the table,
Miss Hampton, looking at Higglegag
with an expression of tenderest sympa-
thy, told him that he must make him.
self perfectly at home.
81 shall make myself near enough at
home to feel at ease" he replied, '"but
shall not be so much at home that |
may fail to remember that it is being
here and not there to which 1 am in
debted for so pleasant an evening""
"You are shrewd flatterer as we'll as
(glancing at her brother) a sharp bust
ness man.
.'All sharp business man, Miss
Hampton, are shrewd fatterers, but
they are also men who believe that
timely statement of an effective truth
is worth more than a thousand ground
less compliments. F."
She looked at her brother, and,
catching his mischievous eye, smiled.
THE average Chicago man, l Lam told,
she said, ''does not read many books. "
The average man, no matter where
YOU find him, is not devoted to books, "
he replied. "The Chicago man may
not read many books, but he thinks a